Disclaimer: (again) I own the title and story…blah blah blah….JK owns everything else because she is filthy rich.

(A/N: I wrote the first few chapters of this story earlier this year, obviously before the Order of the Phoenix came out. I didn't know what was going to happen in the book so sorry about things that cannot be true anymore. I tried to put that in a way such that I wouldn't be giving out spoilers for those who have not read the book yet!)

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Dear Serious, Run, and Hermynee,

            Dobi came to see me today. He said that I wood be in grayve danger of being hewmilliated this yeer at Hogwartz and that I mussint return. What do you think about this?

            Frum:

                        Hari…("No, that's not it," he thought.) …Hary ("No…")

                                    Harry

            Knowing that the letter was pathetic, he had to send it because there was only 7 days until he went back to Hogwarts. Harry had just turned 15 on July 31st and he was about to begin his 5th year at Hogwarts.

            Harry tied the letters to Hedwig's leg and told her to hurry back. Hedwig gave a squawk of confidence and flew into the night.

            Harry could just hear Hermione saying, "Harry, your spelling is atrocious! What's going on?" Ron would say --- well, Ron probably wouldn't notice. He didn't want to know what Sirius would think.

            Harry went back to his box-sized bed. He thought of the days when he slept in the cupboard underneath the stairs. And how Dudley used to run up and down the stairs to annoy him. Dudley was now the size of a small whale. He hardly moved, and if he did, it was to get more food.